作词 : Armstrong, Billie Joe 作曲 : Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Wright III, Frank Edwin / Armstrong, Billie Joe Don't want to be a Canadian idiot Don’t want to be some beer swillin' hockey nut And do I look like some frostbitten hosehead? I never learned my alphabet from A to ZedThey all live on donuts and moose meat And they leave the house without packin' heat Never even bring their guns to the mall And you know what else is too funny Their stupid monopoly money Can't take 'em seriously at all Well maple syrup and snow's what they export They treat curling just like it's a real sport They think their silly accent is so cute Can't understand a thing they're talking aboot Sure they got their national health care Cheaper meds, low crime rates and clean air Then again well they got Celine Dion Eat their weight in Kraft macaroni And dream of driving a ZamboniAll over Saskatchewan Don't want to be a Canadian idiot Won't figure out the temperature in CelsiusSee the map they're hovering right over us Tell you the truth it makes me kinda nervous Always hear the same kind of story Break their nose and they'll just say sorry Tell me what kind of freaks are that polite? It's gotta mean they're all up to something So quick before they see it coming Time for a preemptive strike
作词 : Armstrong, Billie Joe 作曲 : Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Wright III, Frank Edwin / Armstrong, Billie Joe Don't want to be a Canadian idiot Don’t want to be some beer swillin' hockey nut And do I look like some frostbitten hosehead? I never learned my alphabet from A to ZedThey all live on donuts and moose meat And they leave the house without packin' heat Never even bring their guns to the mall And you know what else is too funny Their stupid monopoly money Can't take 'em seriously at all Well maple syrup and snow's what they export They treat curling just like it's a real sport They think their silly accent is so cute Can't understand a thing they're talking aboot Sure they got their national health care Cheaper meds, low crime rates and clean air Then again well they got Celine Dion Eat their weight in Kraft macaroni And dream of driving a ZamboniAll over Saskatchewan Don't want to be a Canadian idiot Won't figure out the temperature in CelsiusSee the map they're hovering right over us Tell you the truth it makes me kinda nervous Always hear the same kind of story Break their nose and they'll just say sorry Tell me what kind of freaks are that polite? It's gotta mean they're all up to something So quick before they see it coming Time for a preemptive strike
